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Mozart, Napoleon, Jack London ... How they loved their women: sometimes they behaved stupidly and recklessly, they were jealous and angry, but how they loved! We have started the program. And we decided to set our members up for work with the help of love letters from great people from the past. We share this inspiration with you. SMS are resting 😉

Dear little wife, I have a few assignments for you. I beg you:

1. do not fall into melancholy,
2. take care of your health and beware of spring winds,
3. don't go for a walk alone - or even better, don't go for a walk at all,
4. be completely sure of my love. I write all the letters to you with your portrait in front of me.

6. And in the end, I ask you to write me more detailed letters. I really want to know if brother-in-law Hofer came to visit us the day after I left? Does he come often, as he promised me? Do the Langes come in sometimes? How is the work on the portrait going? How do you live? All this, of course, is of great interest to me.

5. I beg you to behave in such a way that neither your nor my good name will suffer, also watch how it looks from the outside. Do not be angry with me for such a request. You should love me even more because I care about our honor with you.

V.A. Mozart

I don't love you anymore... On the contrary, I hate you. You are a vile, stupid, ridiculous woman. You don't write to me at all, you don't love your husband. You know how much joy your letters bring to him, and you cannot even write six quick lines.

But what do you do all day long, ma'am? What urgent matters take up your time, prevent you from writing to your very good lover?

What prevents your tender and devoted love, which you promised him? Who is this new seducer, new lover, who claims all your time, preventing you from taking care of your spouse? Josephine, beware: one fine night I will break down your doors and stand before you.

In fact, my dear friend, I am worried that I do not receive news from you, write me quickly four pages, and only about those pleasant things that will fill my heart with joy and tenderness.

I hope to wrap you in my arms soon and cover you with a million kisses, burning like the rays of the sun at the equator.

Bonaparte

I sincerely ask you, madam, a thousand times forgiveness for these stupid anonymous verses that smack of childishness, but what can I do? I am also selfish like children and sick people. When I suffer, I think of the people I love. I almost always think about you in verse, and when the verses are ready, I cannot overcome the desire to show them to the one who inspired them to me. And at the same time, I hide myself, like a man madly afraid of the funny - isn't there some kind of funny element in love? - especially for those whom she did not touch.

But I swear to you that I explain myself for the last time; and if my fiery sympathy for you lasts as long as it lasted before I said one word to you, we will live with you to old age.

No matter how absurd all this may seem to you, imagine that there is a heart at which you could not laugh without cruelty, and in which your image is imprinted forever.

Une fois, une seule, aimable et bonne femme
A mon bras votre bras poli.

I just received your letter. It calmed me, now I know how you and the children are doing. It was as if I saw my dear family in front of me and heard you all talking to me together ...

Last night I had a dream that I was in Newton, in a room with you and a few other people. And you decided that the moment had come to announce that you were no longer my wife and that you wanted to marry another man. You broke the news with such absolute calmness and composure - addressing not only me, but the whole company - that it paralyzed all my thoughts and feelings. I didn't know what to say at all.

Then a woman told those present that in this state of affairs, that is, with your refusal to be my wife, I automatically become her husband. Turning to me, she very coldly asked which of us would announce my mother's wedding! How we divided the children, I do not know. I only know that my heart suddenly seemed to break loose, I began to scream, protest and threw a tantrum, in the midst of which I woke up. However, the feeling of unspoken resentment and gross insult hovered over me for a long time, and even now has not disappeared. You shouldn't be so careless when you come into my dreams.

Oh, Phoebe [goddess of the moon], I want you very much. You are the only person in the world that I need. Other people are more or less bearable. But I probably always endured loneliness much more easily than someone else's company, until I met you. Now I am me only when you are with me. You are the most beloved woman. How could you scare me in my sleep like that?

Your husband

Dear Anna: Did I say that all people can be divided into types? If I did, let me clarify - not all of them. You're slipping away, I can't attribute you to any species, I can't figure you out. I can boast that out of 10 people, I can predict the behavior of nine. Judging by words and actions, I can guess the heart rate of nine out of ten people. But the tenth is a mystery to me, I am in despair because it is higher than me. You are the tenth.

Has it ever happened that two silent souls, so dissimilar, so suited each other? Of course, we often feel the same way, but even when we feel something differently, we still understand each other, even though we do not have a common language. We don't need words spoken aloud. We are too incomprehensible and mysterious for this. The Lord must be laughing, seeing our silent action.

The only glimmer of common sense in all of this is that we both have a frenzied temperament big enough to understand. True, we often understand each other, but with elusive glimpses, vague sensations, as if ghosts, while we doubt, haunt us with their perception of the truth. And yet I dare not believe that you are the tenth person whose behavior I cannot predict.

Even in bed my thoughts fly to you, my immortal love! I am seized by either joy or sadness in anticipation of what fate has in store for us. I can either live with you or not live at all. Yes, I have decided to wander away from you until I am able to fly and throw myself into your arms, feel you completely mine and enjoy this bliss. That is how it should be. You will agree to this, because you do not doubt my loyalty to you; never another will take my heart, never, never. Oh, God, why part with what you love so much!

The life I now lead in V. is hard. Your love makes me the happiest and unhappiest person at the same time. At my age, a certain monotony, stability of life is already required, but are they possible with our relations? My angel, now I just found out that the mail leaves every day, I must finish so that you receive the letter as soon as possible. Be calm; be calm, love me always.

What a longing to see you! You are my Life - my Everything - goodbye. Love me as before - never doubt the fidelity of your beloved

BUT.
Forever yours
Forever mine
Forever we are ours.

Sofya Andreevna, it's becoming unbearable for me. For three weeks I say every day: today I will say everything, and I leave with the same longing, repentance, fear and happiness in my soul. And every night, as now, I go over the past, I suffer and say: why did I not say, and how, and what would I say. I take this letter with me to give it to you, if again I can’t, or if I don’t have the courage to tell you everything. Your family's false view of me is, I think, that I am in love with your sister Liza. It's not fair.

Your story stuck in my head because, after reading it, I became convinced that I, Dublitsky, should not dream of happiness, that your excellent poetic demands of love ... that I do not envy and will not envy the one you are love. It seemed to me that I could rejoice in you as in children.

In Ivitsy I wrote: "Your presence reminds me too vividly of my old age, and it is you." But then, and now, I lied to myself. Even then I could have cut everything off and gone back to my monastery of solitary labor and passion for work. Now I can do nothing, but I feel that I have made a mess in your family; that a simple, dear relationship with you, as with a friend, an honest person, is lost. And I can't hoot and I don't dare to stay. You are an honest man, hand on heart, slowly, for God's sake slowly, tell me what to do? What you laugh at, you work for. I would have died of laughter if a month ago I had been told that it was possible to suffer, as I am suffering, and I am happily suffering this time.

Tell me, as an honest man, do you want to be my wife? Only if with all your heart, you can boldly say: yes, otherwise you’d better say: no, if there is a shadow of self-doubt in you. For God's sake, ask yourself well. It will be terrible for me to hear: no, but I foresee it and find the strength in myself to bear it. But if I never be loved by my husband the way I love, it will be terrible!

Livy dear,

six years have passed since I achieved my first success in life and conquered you, and thirty years since Providence made the necessary preparations for this happy day by sending you into this world. Every day that we have lived together gives me confidence that we will never part with each other, that we will not regret for a second that we have connected our lives.

Every year I love you, my baby, more and more. Today you are dearer to me than on your last birthday, a year ago you were dearer than two years ago - I have no doubt that this wonderful movement will continue to the very end.

Let's look ahead - to future anniversaries, to the coming old age and gray hair - without fear and discouragement. Trusting each other and firmly knowing that the love that each of us carries in our hearts is enough to fill all the years allotted to us with happiness.

So, with great love for you and the children, I welcome this day, which gives you the grace of a respectable lady and the dignity of three decades!

Always yours
S.L.K.

You only want a few words from me. What will they be? When the heart is full, it can overflow, but the real fullness will remain inside ... No words can tell ... how dear you are to me - dear to my soul and heart. I look back and in every moment, in every phrase you said and every gesture, in every letter, in your silence I see your perfection.

I don't want to change my words or appearance. My hope and goal is to keep our love, not to betray it. I rely on God, who gave it to me and, undoubtedly, will help to save it. That's enough, my dear Ba! You gave me the highest, most complete proof of love that only one person can give to another. I am grateful - and proud that you are the reward of my life.

Dear Fanny,

Are you sometimes afraid that I don't love you as much as you want? Dear girl, I loved you forever and unconditionally. The more I get to know you, the more I love you. All my actions - even my jealousy - are manifestations of Love; in its fiery flame I can die for you.

I brought you much suffering. But it's all about Love! What can I do? You are always new. Your last kisses were the sweetest, your last smile the brightest; the last gestures are the most graceful.

When you passed my window last night, I was overwhelmed with such admiration, as if I saw you for the first time. You complained to me once that I love only your Beauty. Do I have nothing more to love in you, but only this? Do I not see a heart endowed with wings that took away my freedom? No worries could divert your thoughts from me for a moment.

Perhaps this is deplorable, not joyful, but that's not what I'm talking about. Even if you did not love me, I could not overcome my total devotion to you: how much deeper must my feeling for you be if I know that I am loved by you. My Mind is disturbed and disturbed, besides it is found in a too small body.

I have never felt that my Mind took complete and complete pleasure from anything - from no person but you. When you are in the room, my thoughts do not scatter, all my feelings are concentrated. The anxiety about our Love that I caught in your last note is an endless pleasure for me. However, you must no longer suffer from such suspicions; I believe you unconditionally, and you have no reason to be offended by me. Brown has gone, but Mrs. Wiley is here; when she leaves, I will be especially vigilant for you. Bow to your mother. Your loving J. Keats.

My dear Josephine,

I'm afraid you got wet last night, because as soon as the door of my house closed behind you, it began to rain. I take this opportunity to return your hat and express the hope that everything is all right with you this morning and you have not caught a cold.

I tried talking to your Hat. Asked her how many tender glances below her brim she had seen; how many tender words she heard next to her; how many times it was thrown into the air in moments of delight and triumph. And did she happen (and if it happened, when) to tremble from the feelings that overwhelmed her mistress. But she proved she could keep secrets and didn't answer any of my questions. All I could do was try to surprise her by saying different names one after the other. For a long time she remained imperturbable, but suddenly, hearing one name, she definitely shuddered and her ribbons fluttered!

I wished her all the best. I hope that she never covers her aching head, and the eyes that she protects from the sun's rays will never know tears, but only joy and love.

Dear Josephine, Best regards,
Yours Daniel Webster

My dear Emma,

all your letters, letters dear to me, are so entertaining and reveal your essence so fully that, after reading them, I experience either the greatest pleasure or the greatest pain. It's another best thing about being with you.

I only wish, my dearest Emma, that you always believe that Nelson is yours; Nelson's alpha and omega is Emma. I can't change - my affection and love for you lies beyond this world! Nothing can break it, only you. But I don't allow myself to think about it for a moment.

I feel that you are a true friend of my soul and dearer to me than life itself; I'm the same for you. Nobody can compare with you.

I'm glad you made such a pleasant trip to Norfolk. I hope one day to catch you there and bind you with bonds of law, stronger than the bonds of love and affection that bind us now ...

I cannot leave without saying a few words to you. So, my darling, you expect a lot of good things from me. Your happiness, even your life depends, as you say, on my love for you!

Fear nothing, my dear Sophie; my love will last forever, you will live and be happy. I have never done anything wrong and I am not going to tread on this road. I am all yours - you are everything to me. We will support each other in all the troubles that fate can send us. You will ease my suffering; I will help you with yours. I can always see you the way you were lately! As for me, you must admit that I have remained the same as you saw me on the first day of our acquaintance.

This is not only my merit, but for the sake of justice, I must tell you about it. Every day I feel more alive. I am sure of loyalty to you and appreciate your virtues more and more every day. I am confident in your constancy and appreciate it. No one's passion had a greater basis than mine. Dear Sophie, You are very beautiful, aren't you? Watch yourself - see how it suits you to be in love; and know that I love you very much. This is a constant expression of my feelings.

Good night, my dear Sophie. I am as happy as a man can be who knows he is loved by the fairest of women.

Happy Birthday, Princess!

We grow old and get used to each other. We think alike. We read each other's minds. We know what the other wants without asking. Sometimes we irritate each other a little - and maybe sometimes we take each other for granted.

But sometimes, like today, I think about it and realize how lucky I am to share my life with the greatest woman I have ever met. You still amaze and inspire me.

You change me for the better. You are my desire, the main reason for my existence. I love you so much.

Happy Birthday, Princess.

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Erotic mail

Dear, hello! I am writing to you as emotions overwhelm and overwhelm me again. Please read everything from start to finish. This is important to me, because you will read a lot of "magnificence" that comes from my soul.

When I first saw you, I started to go crazy. From your appearance… You are so desirable….. From the tips of your hair to your toes! Yes, there is no one like you .... No, because….

My desires

I want to touch you, gently, gently, stroking every inch of your body. Touch with fingers, handles, tongue. How do you like it better? I love touching your baby. Do you remember which part of your body I call that, and why? Not in order to humiliate your dignity, but in order to express my love and passion for you.

I remember how you undressed me, quietly, carefully, as if you were afraid of something. But he was afraid for nothing. I'm yours! I am completely yours! It annoys me so much the way you undress me…. I'm ready to kiss your hands. Can I? .. First - hands, then - neck, chest, tummy, and further, further .... You love kissing me in that sequence. I learned this from you. I also learned to search and find certain zones. Your whole body is covered with them! I'm proud of it, but surprised. I have never met anyone like you anywhere. With what pleasure I enjoy you, dreaming of drinking you to the bottom, my angel ....

Your divine warmth is my talisman

I love it when our bodies touch. The most beautiful moment... When you enter me, previously caressing, without ceasing .... You can do it! You know how to caress so sweetly that I could never say no to you. Ready to give myself to you at any time (night and day). I remember how you ignite when I tell you "take me, my love ...". You are on fire, and I love to tell you all this again and again ... To say and repeat .... Almost every second! I love it when you turn on. I love to feel how your baby swells .... I like to take it in my hands, playing with it with manicured nails. I know how to do it without hurting you. You should have seen, in these moments, your eyes! In their brilliance - the buzz of appeasement. I read from the look that you want more and more, that you want these games to never end. And I'm ready to continue them to infinity!

It's nice to see that you're happy

I'm bastard when I see that you are pleased with me. It seems that at such a moment you are capable of anything for me. But I don't like taking advantage of you. All I need is your body. The whole body is yours! I can't do without it! You will say that I am the most vulgar vulgar thing in the Universe, but I will not pay any attention to it at all. I will undress you again, abruptly tossing every piece of clothing far out of the room. As long as you do the same with my clothes…. I will kiss you relentlessly. Kissing you is something magical. I'm sorry that sometimes I bite and you feel pain. I don't do it on purpose, to be honest. It's just that my love overwhelms me, I cease to control myself completely. But what am I explaining when you understand everything yourself? .. I'm sure that you feel the same way. But you do not say it, but give it with hugs ....

In my memories

I remember our first time. It had everything. First - the moon, champagne, stars, music, night. Then - confessions, the silkiness of the sheets, the fiery passions .... Your moans, which escaped, as if to freedom, from the depths of the soul, suddenly .... You yourself then were frightened and did not expect. Even ashamed, although it was not necessary. You heard my moans too. They have always (were and are) real, not some arrogant, not artificial.

You love my moans so much! You compare them to the music of passion. You do everything to make moans flow like a river. You turn me on ... Oh, how you do it! I remember how you whispered my name. And I whispered yours in response, like the most native words in the world. Then she whispered something like “more…. more…. more….". Yes, I do not remember if these words were. The main thing is what we felt when our bodies and hearts flew away from feelings ...

By the way, about flights of feelings….

Do you know what I want when we meet again? I want you to enter me, and after intimacy did not try to get it. I want to feel and feel you inside me. Kind of a strange desire, isn't it? And we, women, are all with some oddities ....

I also want us not to waste (not waste) every minute for nothing. I want, as then in the hotel .... Do you remember how we made love without ceasing? We forgot about food, and about time, and about fatigue ..... We lived in each other! They just drank, grapefruit juice in between, and ran to the shower. After the shower - again intimate .... Yes, for several days. If you told your friends, they would be envious for sure! By the way, you asked if the size of your baby suits me? He is better than I thought! How much can he... Awesome! The main thing is that a lot can be done without getting tired. Sex giant! You do not offend, I hope, my such a compliment? I never told anyone! Your baby is the sweetest. Because when it was our first time, I did not feel any pain at the first intimacy. Oh, how the phrases are confused! It's all emotions, emotions...

I hope no one reads my letter except you? I do not consider ours vulgar telephone conversations who "met" with us when you were on business trips. We missed each other so much! I wonder if the operators listened to us? This would be heard! It all started, of course, with questions and very banal ones .... “what are you wearing now?”, “what panties are you wearing?”, “what color panties?”. I loved it all so much... I just couldn't sleep afterwards. I wanted to really feel you so much .... I know I won't let you go anywhere else!

Can not live without you

I can’t live without your body… You are my desired handsome…. Please take care of yourself. And take care of your strength so that we can enjoy each other for a long, long time. I want you, I love .... Take me, dear! I'm already waiting for you... If you see me, you will understand what a gift you got!

I kiss you in all your places!

Erotic letter- this is an intimate message, a mental touch of the body and soul to the desired and beloved erotic image of your chosen one or chosen one.

What else can you write to your loved one? —

Love Disability -

When we love, we are many, we are everywhere and nowhere. We are overwhelmed with feelings, and we can hardly cope with emotions. But this is us, and great people have always found the right words to express their love. It is the understanding of the depth of each phrase that makes us aware of what words cannot express. The great love of great people inspires and helps to believe in the best and eternal.

Romantic quotes from letters of great people to their loved ones.

Ernest Hemingway

“I dream of writing something about you, my love! Because you are the only hero in my life. I can't even imagine that I could ever be mad at you. When you had an affair with Jean, I was so jealous that I could die. I hope I never show it."

Lev Tolstoy

“... I would die of laughter if a month ago they told me that you can suffer, as I suffer, and happily suffer this time. Tell me, as an honest man, do you want to be my wife? Only if with all your heart, you can boldly say: yes, otherwise you’d better say: no, if there is a shadow of self-doubt in you. For God's sake, ask yourself well. It will be terrible for me to hear: no, but I foresee it and find the strength in myself to bear it. But if I will never be loved by my husband the way I love, it will be terrible!

Francis Scott Fitzgerald

“I do not ask you to always love me the way you do now, but I ask you to remember this. Somewhere inside of me there will always be the person I am tonight.”

Zelda Fitzgerald

Alexander Pushkin

“Today is the anniversary of the day I first saw you; this day in my life. The more I think, the more I become convinced that my existence cannot be separated from yours: I was created to love you and follow you; all my other worries are one delusion and madness.”

Katherine Mansfield

"My love for you tonight is so deep and tender that it seems to be bigger than myself."

Frida Kahlo

“Nothing compares to your hands, nothing compares to the yellow-green color of your eyes. My body is filled with you every day. You are a reflection of the night. Strong flash of lightning. The dampness of the earth. Your armpit cavities are my refuge. My fingers touch your blood. All my joy lies in feeling how life beats from your flowering fountain, with which I continue to fill all my nerve channels that belong to you.

Ronald Wilson Reagan

“The important thing is that I don't want to be without you for the next 20 or 40 years, or whatever it is. I'm very used to being happy and I really love you very much."

Jimi Hendrix

Johnny Cash

“We get older and get used to each other. We think alike. We read each other's minds. We know what the other wants without asking. Sometimes we irritate each other a little - and maybe sometimes we take each other for granted.

But sometimes, like today, I think about it and realize how lucky I am to share my life with the greatest woman I have ever met. You still amaze and inspire me.

You change me for the better. You are my desire, the main reason for my existence. I love you so much".

I. S. Turgenev

"... apparently, I am destined for happiness, if I deserve to have the reflection of your life mixed with mine!".

Vladimir Mayakovsky

“I love, I love, in spite of everything and thanks to everything, I loved, I love and I will love, whether you are rude to me or affectionate, mine or someone else's. I still love it. Amen. It's funny to write about it, you yourself know it.

What could be nicer than the voice of a loved one? What could be more long-awaited than his words? Now, in order to hear the object of our adoration, we just need to dial the cherished numbers ... But what about before? How did these lovers communicate, who were scattered by fate over distances? Previously, there were letters, messages and notes in which the most tender words and the most sincere confessions were hidden ...

Napoleon Bonaparte - Josephine

“There was not a day that I did not love you; there was no night that I did not squeeze you in my arms. I do not drink even a cup of tea, so as not to curse my pride and ambition, which force me to stay away from you, my soul. In the midst of my service, whether at the head of an army or checking camps, I feel that my heart is occupied only by my beloved Josephine. It deprives me of reason, fills my thoughts.

If I move away from you at the speed of the Rhone, it only means that I may soon see you. If I get up in the middle of the night to go to work, it's because this way I can bring the moment of returning to you closer, my love. In your letter dated 23 and 26 Vantoza, you address me as "you". "You" ? Ah, damn! How could you write such a thing? How cold it is!

Josephine! Josephine! Do you remember what I told you once: nature has rewarded me with a strong, unshakable soul. And she fashioned you from lace and air. Have you stopped loving me? Forgive me, love of my life, my soul is torn.

My heart, which belongs to you, is full of fear and longing...

It hurts me that you don't call me by my first name. I'll be waiting for you to write it. Goodbye! Oh, if you stopped loving me, then you never loved me! And I will have something to regret!”

Denis Diderot - Sophie Volan

“I cannot leave without saying a few words to you. So, my darling, you expect a lot of good things from me. Your happiness, even your life depends, as you say, on my love for you!

Dear Sophie, You are very beautiful, aren't you? Watch yourself - see how it suits you to be in love; and know that I love you very much. This is a constant expression of my feelings.

Good night, my dear Sophie. I am as happy as a man can be, knowing that he is loved by the most beautiful of women.

John Keats - Fanny Brown

“My dear girl!

Nothing in the world could give me more pleasure than your letter, except perhaps yourself. I am almost tired of being amazed that my senses blissfully obey the will of that being who is now so far away from me.

Without even thinking about you, I feel your presence, and a wave of tenderness covers me. All my thoughts, all my joyless days and sleepless nights have not cured me of my love for Beauty. On the contrary, this love has become so strong that I am in despair because you are not around, and I am forced to overcome in dull patience an existence that cannot be called Life. Never before have I known that there is such love as you have given me. I didn't believe in her; I was afraid to burn in its flame. But if you love me, the fire of love will not be able to scorch us - it will be no more than we, sprinkled with the dew of Pleasure, can bear.

You mention "terrible people" and ask if they will prevent us from seeing each other again. My love, understand only one thing: you fill my heart so much that I am ready to turn into a Mentor, as soon as I notice the danger that threatens you. In your eyes I want to see only joy, on your lips - only love, in your walk - only happiness ...

Always yours, my love! John Keats"

Alexander Pushkin - Natalia Goncharova

Moscow, in March 1830 (Chernovoe, in French.)

Far from you, I am relentlessly haunted by regrets about the happiness that I did not have time to enjoy. Sooner or later, however, I will have to drop everything and fall at your feet. The thought of the day when I will be able to have a piece of land in ... only smiles at me and enlivens me in the midst of heavy anguish. There I can wander around your house, meet you, follow you ... "

Honore de Balzac - Evelina Ganskaya

“How I wish I could spend the day at your feet; laying her head on your knees, dreaming about the beautiful, sharing her thoughts with you in bliss and rapture, and sometimes not speaking at all, but pressing the edge of your dress to your lips! ..

Oh my love, Eve, the joy of my days, my light in the night, my hope, admiration, my beloved, precious, when will I see you? Or is it an illusion? Did I see you? Oh Gods! How I love your accent, subtle, your kind lips, so sensual - let me tell you this, my angel of love.

I work day and night to come and stay with you for two weeks in December. On the way, I will see the Jura mountains covered with snow, and I will think about the snowy whiteness of the shoulders of my beloved. Oh! Inhaling the fragrance of hair, holding your hand, squeezing you in my arms - that's where I draw inspiration from! My friends are amazed at the invincibility of my willpower. Oh! They do not know my beloved, the one whose pure image cancels out all the chagrin of their bile attacks. One kiss, my angel, one slow kiss, and goodnight!”

Alfred de Musset - George Sand

“My dear Georges, I need to tell you something stupid and funny. I'm writing you foolishly, I don't know why, instead of telling you all this after returning from a walk. In the evening, I will fall into despair because of this. You will laugh in my face, consider me a phrase-monger. You will show me the door and start thinking that I am lying.

I'm in love with you. I fell in love with you from the first day I was with you. I thought that I would recover from this very simply, seeing you as a friend. There are many traits in your character that can heal me; I tried my best to convince myself of this. But the minutes that I spend with you cost me too much. It’s better to talk about it - I will suffer less if you show me the door now ...

But I do not want to make riddles, or create the appearance of an unreasonable quarrel. Now, Georges, you, as usual, will say: "Another annoying admirer!" .

But I beg you - if you are going to tell me that you doubt the truth of what I am writing to you, then it is better not to answer at all. I know what you think of me; saying this, I do not hope for anything. I can only lose a friend and the only pleasant hours that I spent during the last month. But I know that you are kind, that you loved, and I entrust myself to you, not as a beloved, but as a sincere and faithful comrade.

Georges, I am acting like a madman, depriving myself of the pleasure of seeing you during the short time that remains for you to spend in Paris before leaving for Italy. There we could spend delightful nights if I had more determination. But the truth is that I am suffering and I lack resolve.”

Leo Tolstoy - Sophia Burns

“Sofya Andreevna, it’s becoming unbearable for me. For three weeks I say every day: today I will say everything, and I leave with the same longing, repentance, fear and happiness in my soul. And every night, as now, I go over the past, I suffer and say: why did I not say, and how, and what would I say. I take this letter with me to give it to you, if again I can’t, or if I don’t have the courage to tell you everything.

Your family's false view of me is, I think, that I am in love with your sister Liza. It's not fair. Your story stuck in my head because, after reading it, I became convinced that I, Dublitsky, should not dream of happiness, that your excellent poetic demands of love ... that I do not envy and will not envy who do you love. It seemed to me that I could rejoice in you, as in children ...

Tell me, as an honest man, do you want to be my wife? Only if with all your heart, you can boldly say: yes, otherwise you’d better say: no, if there is a shadow of self-doubt in you. For God's sake, ask yourself well. It will be terrible for me to hear: no, but I foresee it and find the strength in myself to bear it. But if I will never be loved as a husband as I love, it will be terrible!”

Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart - Constanze

“Dear little wife, I have some errands for you. I beg you:

1) do not fall into melancholy,
2) take care of your health and beware of spring winds,
3) do not go for a walk alone - or even better, do not go for a walk at all,
4) be completely sure of my love. I write all the letters to you with your portrait in front of me.

5) I beg you to behave in such a way that neither your nor my good name will suffer, also watch your appearance. Do not be angry with me for such a request. You should love me even more because I care about our honor with you.
6) and in the end I ask you to write me more detailed letters.

I really want to know if brother-in-law Hofer came to visit us the day after I left? Does he come often, as he promised me? Do the Langes come in sometimes? How is the work on the portrait going? How do you live? All this, of course, is of great interest to me.

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Sometimes it happens that a loved one is not around - the partner is far away, hundreds of kilometers from the second half.

Exit to express feelings exists - it is necessary to write a beautiful love letter.

It happens on the contrary, love ended due to the fault of one of the partners. To put an end to it, you should write a final farewell letter. Come up with the text yourself or use ready-made options.

A beautiful letter to a guy apart

Before creating beautiful text, it is important to plan it. Try to write it in draft form. It is not recommended to use too emotional words, it is better to write from the heart.

Letter beloved man in the army should contain words about the long-awaited arrival. It would not be superfluous to talk about how hard it is to spend days waiting for a loved one.

Consider the features of writing letters:

If the husband is in prison. You should not keep emotions inside, open your feelings completely: “Dear, my beloved person!
It is a pity that we parted soon, without having time to say the most important thing. I look forward to, I want to hug, cuddle tightly.
If the guy is in the army. It is worth pointing out that the girl really loves and is waiting for the chosen one: “She shed a lot of tears when we sent you to the army.
We often dream of our love, I dream of coming for one day, kissing you and hugging you.
The couple is separated for other reasons. It happens that the husband is on a long business trip or often goes to sea, then the letter may look like this.
“I feel lonely, I feel indifferent to what is happening. The world has become uninteresting without your presence. Come back soon, kindle the fire of my eyes."

Letters in separation will be a real surprise for a man. Preparing for the meeting, they will only reinforce the interest in the woman.

Love letter

Often, girls are afraid to directly confess to a guy about love feelings. For this, letters were invented, because paper allows a person to fully open up and, from a pure soul, lay out the truth on a sheet.

Consider examples of love letters:

"I can't express in words how much I like you, how much I love you. These feelings are comparable to sunsets and sunrises.
Every day, waking up at dawn, I think about us, and about the feelings between us. You my sun!"
"Real life exists inextricably with you. You are my life!
I thank heaven for giving me the opportunity to be with a real man!” - an option can bring a man to tears.
Another example a touching letter with a confession in your own words: “You make my heart beat faster, drive me crazy, without your smile I cannot exist.
My beloved is the only one who brings joy!”

Romantic notes must be present in the text - this is how you can touch a man. The spellings can be in prose or verse if the girl has the skill to rhyme.

Important! Do not pile up the text with too cute expressions: it is better to choose words that are moderately colored with emotions.

Improve the text of the letter with the words: sexy, affectionate, expensive, generous and gentle. Men are pleasantly surprised by these words.

Farewell letter to a loved one

Often, misunderstanding in a relationship makes you put an end to it. Concomitant causes can be betrayal, quarrels, dead-ended views on life. Then it is proposed to write the last letter of farewell.

Note! If parting is inevitable, but there is no strength and opportunity to say directly, you can use the writing method.

In writing, it is much easier to say about a breakup, but you should not evade responsibility. Over time, you will have to explain ex-boyfriend or husband.

Consider short options for different cases:

Husband	Our destinies have been together for a long time, but due to circumstances and a change in behavior, we will no longer be together. I wish you light and good, goodbye!
To the betrayed guy	You betrayed our love, which means it was devalued. It's time to change everything in our life, especially since you have already started doing it
A man who offended a woman	Let's face it, our love is gone. We started treating each other worse. I think that it is necessary to put an end to this line of life
If the feelings still remain	I see that you have cooled off: you have become less likely to call and come. Our love has fallen into the abyss, so I'm letting you go
ex boyfriend	Our love was passionate and long, but we could not keep it. I think of you every day and I hope that you remember me

Erotic letter to a man

There are situations when you want to attract a man closer. Then you should write a beautiful sexy letter. It is better to use a passionate motive in it and operate with exciting words.

Such texts drive a man crazy, awaken in them sexual activity and a desire to meet a woman faster.

Pay attention to such examples when writing your text:

“Your body is my talisman. When you touch me, my breath stops. Your caresses contribute to clouding the mind. I want to continue this entertaining game indefinitely.
"Darling, I miss you! I dream of touching your body, graceful curves and its shape drive me crazy. Your beautiful breasts are a delight."
“You act like a magnet on me. My essence beckons your body, and dizzy.
Your sweet lips make me moan in pleasure. Not a single man in my life caused a storm of emotions like you!

Erotic the message must be delivered personally into the hands of a man so that no one else can reveal its text. After confessions, the man will definitely want to return home faster.

Letter of apology

Asking for forgiveness isn't for everyone. This is due to shyness of character or shyness, the inability to overcome pride.

There is a way out - write a letter of apology to the man:

"Without you I freeze, I have a heart and soul. I beg you, forgive me! I want to do everything, to be with you again, to give you joy and happiness!”
"I'm drowning in the sands of mistakes, I pray for forgiveness. Hear me and let my soul be delivered from death.”
"My soul long frozen on a concrete bench of loneliness without your hands. Forgive me if you can and come back."
You can also compose a text in verse, but it is better to do it in prose - then the words come from a pure heart.

Important! Do not skimp on kind, sincere phrases that fully personify repentance before a man.

Using the indicated lines, you can compose your own text filled with love and warmth. Write letters to your soul mates - this way you can fully express feelings.